The dust has barely settled. Not after yesterday’s game but after after yesterday’s game. The scenes at the Nou Camp were both awe-inspiring and ugly, depending on which side of the fence you’re watching from. Sometimes it was plain comical, if you were sitting on the said fence through the 100 minutes of madness. It didn’t help of course that the scenes took place at the Broadway of football with 90,000 Catalans simply not amused by what was going on. And yet the scenes unfolded, because the man who had made it happen is a man born for the stage. (more…)
Archive for April, 2010
Look. If you have read any of my previous posts, you’ll realize that it is very rare for me to take offence, much less, actually resort to swearing. So, you need to realize that it would take something extremely mean-spirited, something so vile so as to make the phrase “douche bag” sound rosy, for me to bring out the ‘C‘ word.
But. Sergio Busquets. Is. A. Cheat.
Long Long ago in a Galaxy far far away, two opposing forces were lined against each other in the ultimate battle for North London. The evil Empire under Ze Darth Wenger had long established supremacy over the region and the stuttering Rebel alliance. The Rebels had managed to regroup a couple of years ago and had thought they finally gained a foothold in the battle when the Empire sent out its most evil weapon yet to put paid to their hopes. Their mild-mannered, non-crossing rightback by day was indeed the fearsome, the indomitable, the taking-entire-teams-out supervillain by night… La Sagna!
Two years later though, under the nerveless Harry Solo the Rebels finally got their greatest victory ever. (more…)
“Sunday Best” screams a popular English daily as I read on with upturned lips and sparkling eyes. In yet another nod to the Chilli Peppers, also one of my favorite bands, my smiling eyes are just a mirror for The Sun.
There are two Chelsea teams that I have seen this season. There’s the one that has done a deserved double over United and Arsenal, put seven past Villa and Sunderland, one that has bullied the likes of Wolves and Blackburn. And there’s the one that turned up at White Hart Lane and lost the plot, the one that Inter dismembered so unceremoniously.
Stoke have had one of the best defensive records away from home in the league. Having conceded only sixteen goals before this game, there was a little bubble of doubt at the back of my mind about our ability to break them down in such a crunch game. Thankfully, the Chelsea team that turned up today was the one that plays some sharp-looking stuff , all at a high tempo, which even the most fanatical United or Arsenal fan will admit is a pleasure to watch.
There exist certain difficulties in reviewing a 7-0. Everyone has had a good game. It’s tough to hand out the spotlight to anyone in particular when there are four different people scoring and five different people coming up with assists. There is no real insight to give.What is extremely easy, however, is to bandy about words such as “rampant“, “thrashing“, “breathtaking” and “Jesus H. Christ“.